A gloomy, rainy day, the shadows on the streets scare me. Moving to Chicago wasn't supposed to be this scary, my dad got a new job and caused my family to move, I wanted to stay home with my friends and my soccer team, my older brother puts his hand on my shoulder, "don't be afraid" he says as I look out the gloomy window. "Zack, do you wish we were still living in Boston with all our friends?" He looks at me, I look back at him, "Lilith, I miss Boston but we will make an amazing life here" I go back to looking out the window. Dad had to find the cheapest house in the worst neighbour hood, at least there's a half decent back yard. We had to move schools so I'm not happy. Nobody will like me and I'm not going to have friends. Lyla texted ~How's Chicago Lil?~ ~I HATE IT!~ Lyla is my best friend back in Boston, we practically did everything together. I go up to my room and watch the rain fall from the roof top, I cry and my brother walks in the room and sees me crying "it's going to be alright".
